By Muriel J. Smith Â
It was a perfectly sunshine filled, wonderful day
And two angels were playing on the beach
They saw something floating in the water
It was sparkling…. but just a little out of their reach.
So the angels called to a passing seagull
And asked him to go on a special mission
Would you swoop down and pick it up, please
Just pretend that you are fishin’!
It was a Pelican who took on the mission first
And brought the shiny object back to the pair
They were grateful and thanked him kindly
As he flew off and left them there.
The object was a bottle
Tiny, but obviously coming from afar
The angels saw that it glistened brightly
Reminding them of the blessed Bethlehem Star.
Let’s do something special
One angel said to his friend
Let’s fill it with special presents
To bring contentment that will never end.
So, they grabbed a couple of giggles
A lot of laughter and spontaneous joy
They put in the promise of future joy and success
For every good little girl and boy.
They added the sweetness of a musical note
For each teenager with talent and song
They put in a bit of good natured mischief
Even knowing little boys have had that all along.
They added some strength of character
Some wisdom, a bit of good sense
Then they tucked in a helping of patience
Though this they had to condense.
They carefully poured in understanding
And helpfulness, together with charity as well
They spun some strands of old-fashioned honesty
Then sat and pondered for a spell.
We need to add more happiness
More laughter, more memories, at least a few
We need to pour in lots of energy
You can never tell these friends will do.
When they were finished, the angels sealed the bottle
And set it afloat on the ocean blue
Then they whispered a tiny little prayer
That turns this legend into a story especially for you.
May every person reading about this little bottle
Have hope, joy, and a lifetime of peace
May the gifts the angels put inside
Be with you and ever increase. Â Â Â
Muriel J. Smith                                                             Â
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